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...would be doing a real service to the composer he might interpret, that his records would help young conductors with their phrasing and their tempi. Result was the release last week of a Toscanini Wagner album,* which included the Preludes to the first and third acts of Lohengrin; Dawn and Siegfried's Rhine Journey from Götterdämmerung; the tender Siegfried Idyll, composed by Wagner as a Christmas serenade for his wife Cosima the year after their son Siegfried was born. The Toscanini performances are peerless, the recordings faithful. First week sales were unparalleled, according to record...
...Karpis was seized than Director Hoover flew the scrawny captive to St. Paul, left him to be tried for the $100,000 kidnapping of Brewer William Hamm, hurried back to Washington. Last week Director Hoover swooped down on Toledo, Ohio, led a dozen agents to an apartment house at dawn, captured Karpis' fellow gangster, crippled Harry Campbell...
First foreigner from the capital to see the advance of Italy's troops on Addis Ababa was United Pressman Ben Ames. Slashed by a sword in the native riots fortnight ago, he and a companion were able to slip out of town before dawn in a mud-bespattered truck. Just outside the city gates a scouting plane came rocketing down from the sky. Frantically they waved white towels and a large U. S. flag, were signaled on by a wave of the aviator's hand. Thirty miles farther on roaring motorcycles and staff cars popped...
...dawn last week a few thousand late revelers and early risers stood in the dim streets of Manhattan staring up into a grey-black sky. Across it, her four engines purring smoothly, soared the silvery bulk of the Hindenburg, world's largest dirigible, just in after her first crossing of the North Atlantic from Friedrichshafen. Germany. A searchlight reached up played over the fabric, came to rest on the swastikas on the rudder. Other lights on the airship twinkled back. Presently the 803-ft. sausage nosed into the haze over the Hudson, flew on toward Lakehurst, N. J. There...
Then came the dawn. Our solitary man rubbed his eyes and stretched lazily. Where the devil was he? The note caught his eye, and he read: "Meet you at the New Yorker, ten o'clock." Gentic reader, Lord forbid the reoccurrence of such a hopeless, stupid physiognomy across the face of any man! Troubles never come singly. He had three classes that very morning; he was on pro; he had exactly one dollar in his pocket, and here he was way down South in New York City. Things looked awfully ominous. He set out for the New Yorker...